Intro Verse The Sun going down on a little beach town out west A wide open highway a window seat on a jet The sound of a train pulling out of the station A man like me should find inspiration in anything But here I am in this hotel room Chorus Still writing songs about You on a sunny Santa Monica freeway You on a bed and a mini bar three day Haze with your hair and my heart all a mess in the morning I've gotten drunk on whiskey and women Woke up in places that we've never been in Spending all night and all day trying to sing something new But it's no use I'm still writing songs about you Verse A pawn shop in Dallas cut me a deal on a six string It doesn't know how you look how you laugh how you kiss me Well I'm on the edge of the bed and it's way past two I'm stuck on a line cause I know what rhymes with blue Chorus You on a sunny Santa Monica freeway You on a bed and a mini bar three day Haze with your hair and my heart all a mess in the morning I've gotten drunk on whiskey and women Woke up in places that we've never been in Spending all night and all day trying to sing something new But I'm still writing songs about you Instrumental Bridge If you ever wake up and wonder what I'm up to Baby I'm right here Chorus Still writing songs about You on a sunny Santa Monica freeway You on a bed and a mini bar three day Haze with your hair and my heart all a mess in the morning I've gotten drunk on whiskey and women Woke up in places that we've never been in Spending all night and all day trying to sing something new But it's no use I'm still writing songs about you Still writing songs about you Ooh yeah